Rain

Saturday was so hot. When we made it home from Montana it was 97 F, there are also fires up in Canada and the smoke made the sky sort of soft with strangely filtered light. While the sunsets have been stunning, the fires are definitely not good for people who want to breathe air (AKA everyone). So yesterday when it started to drizzle here in Wyoming I was so happy for the clean air and relief from the heat. The rain continued on through the night. Eric and I slept with our windows open and the cool air, combined with the sound of rain and muttering birds was pretty much heavenly. It was a strange juxtaposition for me as I was having a full night of horrible dreams. I kept waking up with a jolt, only to be soothed back to sleep by the comforting patter of rain.

When we all rolled out of bed this morning there was coffee and breakfast and open windows letting in the clean cool air. The girls outfitted themselves in crocheted ponchos and Betty Sprinkles settled in front of a space heater. I went outside to take photos of the beautiful gloomy morning. Slightly waylaid by my inability to understand Eric's high tech camera. I enjoyed the wet grass on my feet. The drops of rain water resting on the plants. My garden was happily drinking up the excess. I am ready for a creative rainy day!

 











 

Gutter

We recently got hit with one of those amazing rainstorms that are soft, gentle, not too cold, and lightning free. Eric and I had been working around the house, but when we realized what was going on we dropped everything and ran outside to let our girls play in the gutter.

Rain in May

Yesterday was mostly overcast. The clouds hung low and seemed to be slinking over the tops of our mountain only to stall and gather force. Early afternoon the sun broke out for a minute, but all one had to do was cast a wary eye to the hills and it was clear that it was just a matter of time until the clouds would unleash a storm. Throughout the course of the afternoon there were a few rumblings of thunder, but it seemed to be idle threats like a cranky old man complaining about the long checkout line at a grocery store.

It wasn't really until late afternoon that the clouds made good on all of their promises and they didn't disappoint. The winds picked up. The thunder crashed. There were even some flashes of lightning, but that was mostly for show I think. Then, when the production was over we were delighted by a rain that was heavy at first and slowly softened into a mellow shower.

Once the threat of lightning was truly past I decided that it was time to head outside for a bit to let the rain fall on us. I wanted to watch my girl enjoying the simple pleasure of a late spring rain. She didn't disappoint, in fact she reminded me of one of the reasons that I wanted to be a parent in the first place. I got to watch her wonder at the world. The simple joy she found in sticking out her tongue to catch raindrops. Hands held to the sky as though the rain was falling only for her, perhaps it was.















The simple beauty of quiet moments between a girl and the rain.

Finished With a Storm

Yesterday was a great day. I went out to lunch with my parents. Have I mentioned how nice it is to live in the same town as them? We went to a new restaurant and I had a yummy wrap and some pita chips with hummus. My Mom had the day off so we took some time to go to a few thrift stores around town.

I was wearing some maternity pants and I am really not quite comfortable with the high level at which maternity pants are worn, or at least this particular style. I spent a lot of time trying to find a level that I could be comfortable with wearing them. In the end I just accepted the fact that I am currently a gal who wears the waistband of her pants at an unnaturally high level.

Anyway, I came home after my outing with my Mom and did some housework. Eric soon made it home from work and we settled in for the evening.

Just as we finished dinner we got slammed with a wonderful rainstorm. You know the kind that soaks you moments after you step out into it. Of course I had to go out and get soaked. Well, until the lighting started, then I went back inside and we just watched the rain and listened to the thunder. The thunder was wonderful, the kind that you can feel rattle your ribs, where it feels as though it is actually inside of you. I love that.

Bumblebee was very excited about the whole thing, so once the lightning was over we let her outside. She took a couple of steps out the back door and then thought better of it.

Later, in the middle of the night, I awoke and just listened to the rain hit my roof; a small luxury I missed when we were living in our apartment in Denver.

Rainy Saturday

Yesterday was a beautiful cool, foggy and rainy day. You probably already know that this is one of my favorite types of day. I felt very creative and developed a couple of projects that I will be cooking up over the next few days.


Eric and I took Bumblebee on a walk in the park. She spent most of the walk with her nose to the ground; sniffing up the rich scents that seem to take on new life in the moist air.


The fountain on our walk was beautiful and misty.


We spent about 45 minutes wandering around and talking about a variety of projects and changes that we are facing in the coming weeks and months.


Also, I wanted to note an important milestone in my husband's life. Eric found his first gray hair yesterday. Unfortunately he pulled it out, but we all know it was there contrasting wonderfully against his black hair. I congratulated him and asked if he felt more distinguished. He does. Congratulations Eric!

Things I am happy about today

Here are a few things that I am happy about today.

Sunday is call the family day. I get to talk to all of my family. I speak to them off and on throughout the week, but Sundays are long conversations.

Eric and I are planning to go out and get a cup of coffee this afternoon. I love talking with Eric over a cup of coffee.

The day is going to be slightly cooler than usual. I get a half and half day, rainy in the morning and sunny in the afternoon.

Walk with Bumblebee. I love taking long walks with my hubby and my pooch.

Getting chores done on Sunday afternoon. I have a few things to catch up on every Sunday afternoon and I look forward to it. I feel so much better when I get my poop-in-a-group, so to speak.

Friday

Yesterday was another rainy day here in the city. I am not complaining, because you know how I love me some rainy days. For me rain means:

1. Worms aplenty, I really like worms.
2. I am in the mood to be creative.
3. Fun rain walks with Eric and Bumblebee.
   

So, above and below are some photos of my rainy walk with Eric and Bumblebee.


After we were done with our walk Eric and I decided to go on an antique store tour. We were not really looking for anything; we just like to look around antique stores. We hit up a couple of our old favorites. Here are a few strange things we saw that were considered antiques:

1. An old, unopened pack of cigarettes. By old I mean they were like 10 years old. The seller was trying to get rid of them for $2. Bizarre.
2. A giant bronze crawdad, must have weighed 20 lbs.
3. Broken glasses from the 50s. They were broken in such a way that they could never be fixed, yet somebody was hoping to make $15 on them. I kind of felt bad for them (the sunglasses) and wanted to buy them. I didn't.

Our second antique store has two levels. When I was descending the staircase I heard the familiar and undeniable sounds of a typewriter. Eric was "testing" a beauty of an old typewriter. He had typed this sweet little message.



We went back home and had a curry with couscous and enjoyed the evening together.